The gold moth did not love him
So, gorgeous, she flew away.
But the gray moth circled the flame
Until the break of day.
And then, with wings like a dead desire,
She fell, fire-caught, into the flame.
Mar
3
2013
Renard Moreau Presents
Cool Miscellaneous Thoughts
RIP moth.
[ Smiles ] Yes, my condolences goes out to the mouth as well.